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South Attic, Monday Morning
Jun. 19th, 2006 09:37 amBel didn't have any workshops today but he woke early and couldn't fall back asleep, his mind troubled. Until he had heard about it on the radio last night, he hadn't remembered it was Father's Day yesterday. He had no father to call, of course -- his mother had seen to that years ago. He barely remembered Benjamin Turner; after all, he'd purposely tried to forget him while dealing with the shame of his human side as he grew up in the Underworld.
His father must have loved him. When he discovered what his wife was, he tried to take his son and flee rather than leaving him behind. If he'd left Bel, he might have escaped. But Elizabeth pursued them, and still Benjamin tried to protect his son. And Elizabeth killed him for it.
He couldn't help but wonder what his father would think of him and the sacrifice he'd made now.
His father must have loved him. When he discovered what his wife was, he tried to take his son and flee rather than leaving him behind. If he'd left Bel, he might have escaped. But Elizabeth pursued them, and still Benjamin tried to protect his son. And Elizabeth killed him for it.
He couldn't help but wonder what his father would think of him and the sacrifice he'd made now.
